51 THE CURSE  

jasonabadboy4u 30M
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6/5/2006 11:05 pm

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51 THE CURSE

51 THE CURSE
My dad's friend, Charlie Potter, was a small, nervous man
who was always looking around, as if he was in some kind of
danger. After he told me this story about his college
fraternity, I understood why. "The frat doesn't exist
anymore," he said. "It was banned years ago. We ha just
nine members at that point and were taking in two more:
Jack Lawton an Ernie Kramer. "One night in January, just
about this time of year, the nine of us took them out into
the country for their initiation. We took them to an old
deserted house where two young men about our age had been
murdered recently. Their Murderer was still at large. "We
gave Jack a lighted candle and told him to go up to the
third floor. 'Stay there for an hour,' we told him, 'then
come back down. Don't speak. Don't make any noise. If your
candle goes out, carry on in the dark.' "From where we were
standing, we could see the light from Jack's candle moving
up the stairs to the second floor, then to the third. But
when he got up to the third floor, his candle went out. We
guessed that he had come to a drafty corner, and the wind
blew it out. But when the hour went by and he didn't come
down, we weren't so sure. We waited another fifteen minutes
and got more and more nervous. "So we sent Ernie Kramer up
after him. When Ernie got to the third floor, his candle
also went out. We waited ten minutes, twenty minutes, but
there was no sign of either of them. "Come on down," we
called, but they didn't answer. "Finally, we decided to go
and get them. Armed with flashlights, we started up the
stairs. It was as quiet and as dark as a grave in that
house. When we got to the second floor, we called out
again, but there was no answer. "When we got to the third
floor, we walked into a great big open space like an attic.
Jack an Ernie weren't there. But we saw footprints in the
dust. These led to a room on the other side of the
attic. "That room was also empty. But there was fresh blood
on the floor, and the window was wide open. It was about
twenty-five feet to the ground, but there was no later or
rope in sight that they could have used to get down. "We
searched the rest of the house and the land around the
house and found nothing. We decided that they were playing
a trick on us. We figured that in some way they had escaped
through the window and were hiding in the woods. The blood
on the floor was to throw us off the track. We guessed that
they'd show up the next day with a lot of stories and a lot
of laughs. But they didn't. "The next day we told the Dean
of Men what had happened, and he reported it to the police.
The police didn't find anything either, and after several
weeks the search ended. To this day no one knows what
happened to Jack Lawton and Ernie Kramer. "There isn't much
more to tell," he said. "We weren't arrested, but the
college disbanded the fraternity and suspended the nine of
us from school for a year. "The strangest part came after
we graduated. Someone must have placed a curse on us. Every
year since then, around the time of that initiation, one of
us has died or gone crazy. "I'm the only one left," he
said, "and I'm in pretty good health. But there are times
when I feel just a little peculiar. . . ." (Now rush at
someone in the audience and SCREAM:AAAAAAAAAAH!


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